Sure, maybe I’m not a master of same day threesomes or advanced harem management. But after twelve years at this, there’s very little that sparks an epiphany outside of my own experience.
Mostly, I’m looking for a spiritual and intellectual second half—not another dozen sexual conquests.
This is the reality of advanced guys, game wise. They learn what they need to from success with women materials, then move on; often to spirituality, health and fitness, or wealth and entrepreneurship. Many even opt out of “The Game”, get married and raise a family—a whole different adventure.
Once I got past the “How do I achieve success with game?” stage, I started to ask, “Why did I need this in the first place?” Why is it when I hit on Canadian women, I have to use Push-Pull, DHV stories, back turns, negs, and gambits… but if I say “We’re too similar we’d never get along” to a Ukrainian or Latina girl, she gets offended? Are Western women broken, or am I? Why are things the way they are? Who’s to blame? Feminism? Communism? The true nature of women? Does any of it even matter? (Existentialism), and should I even care? (Stoicism). If I shouldn’t care, ‘how’ should I not care? (Buddhism).
So many questions. So many answers!
One philosophy just leads to another.
This philosophical detour leads many ex-pua’s to a movement called “The Red Pill.”
The RedPillers are a loosely knit, but philosophically similar off shoot of PUA culture. The two main schools are:
MGTOW: Men Going Their Own Way, and MRA: Men’s Right’s Activists.
Red Pillers may cry that they aren’t affiliated with either group, but that’s because there aren’t any solid rules for either of these communities.
There are meta-concepts, fracture schools, and plenty of heated arguments. Like the Neo Masculine, or Black Pill, Purple Pill, etc, they are all very similar. Mostly these ideas all fall into a certain faction of the three main camps, PUA, MGTOW, and MRA. You could call all of these schools, “Red Pill,” meaning they deal in “Facts over Feelings.”
The question of “Why?” in relation to game opens up a long, illuminating can of worms. It forces you to look into nature vs nurture, gender politics, religion, and female psychology (the darker side). All the stuff that the pickup guys touch on, like hypergamy, social hierarchies, but focus less on evolutionary biology, and more on sociology.
That’s because the poooahs, find little need for theory, outside of what works to improve their skill with women. They don’t care “why” things are the way they are… they just want to get laid.
Try to read this article by The Rational Male. It’s chock full of knowledge on… nothing. I’ve had countless men ask me if I read his books, or his blogs, and the answer is no. I get halfway through an article, and realize this won’t help me win at life. It won’t get me a raise. It won’t get me a girl, or help me travel the world.
Most Red Pill is just a long complaint.
And yet, I’m guilty of consuming it, no, devouring it.
The problem with Redpill, is that you go in curious student, and emerge an activist. It’s a lot like modern university.
Sure, Feminism has become a tool of Marxist globalists to divide men and women, and destroy the family unit. So… now what?
Sure, women will swing up the ladder for more attractive, more successful men than you. Sure they cheat and lie and whore their bodies out on Instagram. So what?
Sure the world is full of beta cucks who are brainwashed by the mainstream and social media, and there’s possibly an impending economic collapse. Sure people aren’t getting married and raising kids.
See where I’m going? Next step… Pizza gate pedo conspiracies.
And maybe it’s all true. But here’s the question… how does it help you?
When you turn off your computer and walk outside, are you still free? Can you still meet women? Can you still start a small business? Can you still create art, visit your friends, or improve your life?
If you stare for too long into the abyss, the abyss stares back into you.
The problem with Red Pill, is like modern Feminism, it has a lot of complaints, and very little in the way of solutions.
There will come a time where success with women won’t stimulate you any longer. You’ll have read everything, tried everything. Maybe you’ll sleep with hundreds of women, or find your true love.
But you’ll never stop asking questions. You’ll never be satisfied. That’s the fun of being a man. We are at our best with our backs against the wall.
Men are problem solvers. We’re the most happy when we’re solving problems.
My advice to you, is seek out problems worth solving.
Unless you’re going to become a politician, or a psychiatrist, I see little value in diving into the darkest portions of the female psyche, or evaluating the difference between a beta, gamma, or omega male.
It’s snowed heavily last night. My car is buried. I’m going to grab a shovel and solve that problem.